Post #19890 by IRememberYou on Thu, Jan 16, 2003 8:38 AM

I feel like someone has reached into my heart & ripped a piece out. For some unknown reason I woke up early this morning sort of semi-dreaming... and my dream was like re-living a part of my life back in 1971. It was February of '71 and I was about 24 and in Hilo for a business conference. While there I met Arthur Lyman and within 24 hours was madly in love. His group was performing at the Naniloa Hotel & from the first night we met, we were together almost 24/7 for the next 2 weeks (I took vacation time after the meetings in order to stay with Arthur). I broke up with a long time boyfriend back home because I was so totally madly in love with Arthur. Arthur then came to see me in California numerous times but our jobs (I traveled all over the mainland 48 for a computer company) & distance & time apart eventually took its toll and we just drifted apart. But Arthur was the most incredible wonderful man, and it is so ironic & sad that I sat down & searched the 'net today hoping to get back in touch with him only to find that he died a year ago. I have all of my old 33 rpm albums of Arthur's here next to me now... and they are even more special because he actually held them in his hands at one time. If he could hear me, I would say, "Attah, I still love you. I will always cherish our memories in Hawaii & California. Rest in peace, my Sweetie."